God asks Dean about shaving...
God stood in the doorway, watching Dean as he pulled a razor down his chin, clearing the slight shadow on his jaw. God had seen Samuel do the same, and even Castiel had completed the odd task at one time or another. If the three of them had to do it, why didn't she?
"Dean," she started, "what are you doing?"
He didn't even look away from the mirror as he mumbled, "Shaving."
"And it is to remove unnecessary hairs from your face?"
"Um... Yeah."
"Why do I not have to shave?"
Dean glanced at her, amusement shinning in his eyes.
"You're a woman," was his simple answer.
God's brow furrowed.
"Women do not shave? Why not?"
Dean sighed. "Because they get hair in different places."
"Where?"
"Um, chicks shave their legs."
"Dean, there is hair on your legs as well. Why do you not shave them?"
"Because I'm a dude, and dudes don't shave their legs."
This confused God even more.
"I do not understand, Dean."
Dean sighed again. "Sammy, come explain shaving to God!"
The only response was the sound of Sam's laughter, which ceased after a door slammed shut.
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AEDReaper:
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IvoryRoses:
Ah, thank you very much!
I tried really hard to keep this from becoming a romance, and to keep it more of a father(?)/son relationship between all of the included characters. I thought it was about time I challenged myself to do something other than my normal...
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